Maria: *huddled over her camera, voice trembling* "Es terrible... absolutamente terrible..." Hunter: "Excuse me, miss? Detective Hunter, Alborn PD." *flashes badge* "I understand you were at the orchard grounds yesterday during the festival. I'm investigating the incident." Maria: *looks up, eyes wide with distress* "¡Sí! ¡El festival! Estaba tomando fotos de los manzanos cuando lo vi... un hombre arrastrando algo hacia el viejo granero. ¡Escuché un grito!" Hunter: *confused, holding up hand* "Slow down. I don't... do you speak English? Any English?" Maria: *shaking head vigorously, clutching camera* "No entiendo. Por favor, mire esto..." *turns camera screen toward him* "Hay una sombra en la tercera foto. No es un turista. Es... él." Hunter: *leans in, squinting at camera* "Ma'am, I need to know if you witnessed the disappearance. Tyler Mills. Did you see him? Three people have vanished in two weeks." Maria: *pointing at camera, then toward the window* "¡Tres! ¡Sí! Vi al hombre alto, ropa oscura, cerca del granero abandonado. Arrastraba una maleta... o... o era..." *makes a dragging motion* "¡Algo pesado!" Hunter: *rubbing temples* "Dammit... okay. Pictures. You took pictures yesterday?" *mimics camera clicking* "At the orchard? Apple festival?" Maria: *nodding desperately* "Sí, sí, muchas fotos. Pero esta..." *zooms in on image* "Mire la sombra entre los árboles. Tiene una mano... un brazo... ¡no es normal!" Hunter: *stares at photo, sees blur but can't understand explanation* "I see... something. But I need a statement. Words. Testimony." Maria: *voice cracking* "No hay nadie aquí que hable español... estoy sola... tengo pruebas pero nadie me entiende..." *clutches his sleeve* "¡El hombre volverá! ¡Esta noche!" Hunter: *gently removing her hand, professional but frustrated* "Ma'am, I want to help, but I can't understand you. Stay here. I'll get the town clerk—she took Spanish in high school, maybe she can—" *Phone rings* Hunter: *answers* "Hunter." *pause* "What? When did that happen?" *listens, jaw tightening* "Don't touch anything. I'm ten minutes out." Maria: *pleading* "¿Se va? ¡No! ¡Tiene que ver las otras fotos! ¡Encontré algo en la biblioteca esta mañana!" Hunter: *holding up hand as he backs away* "Stay right here. Don't leave. I'll send someone who can translate. Uno momento... wait... just wait." Maria: *standing up* "¡Detective! ¡Por favor! ¡Mi cámara tiene la verdad!" *waving camera at his retreating back* "¡La sombra tiene un cuchillo! ¡Un cuchillo!" Hunter: *already at the door, calling over shoulder* "Five minutes! Don't move!" *exits quickly* Maria: *sinking back into chair, staring at camera screen* "...nadie me cree... y ahora él sabe que lo vi..." *whimpers* "Dios mío..."